Under A Tree
Rhiannon, age 12

Thinking of nothing
     and everything
Talking about the same.
     The shade
is our refuge
     shielding us from
the real world.
     Under the leaves,
we look at the world
      through rose colored windows.

Really, it's kind of funny.
     The desert kids flock to a tree
during lunch.
      We all have our reasons.
It's quiet
     (sometimes).
There's a perfect view
     of the boys playing
football.
     The yard aids
can't tell
      when we put on
headphones,
     and sing off key.

I believe in
      All the hippie-dippy things
like Karma
      and good energy
and all of that.
     And maybe
it's just me
      But I'm happier,
healthier,
     and more 'together'
when I'm sitting,
     writing.
Contemplating Life
     Under a Tree.